Every Morning a New Beginning
It is often said that we can begin anew with every sunrise.
Do you believe this to be true?
I can’t say for certain if I do but I can say that I miss writing. It is the most favorite of hobbies that I pursue
yet long past due.
As I scroll through the reader feed I admire those bloggers who push through. I recall a time when I did too.
Back to Blogging Basics
1. Just do it!
2. Share your words.
3. Be you. You are enough!
4. There is no need to set expectations.
5. Start where you are.
6. Do not look to the time that has past.
7. Engage with the community.
8. Do not apologize for your absence.
9. Support the bloggers who support you.
10. JUST DO IT!!!
Pump Yourself Up, Candace!
Sometimes we have to remind ourselves that we are rockstars no matter what the voice in our head says. Sometimes it requires us to pump ourselves up with encouraging words, relevant reminders, and simple truths.
Once you have fallen off the proverbial blogging horse, it is difficult as hell to saddle ‘er up again. The challenge in blogging comes in the form of consistent communication. Once upon four years ago, I thought what I had to say had value but I realize I just had a lot of time on my hands. Ironically, I still have time on my hands yet not the umpth to produce worthy content.
The truth of the matter is I no longer make my hobby my priority. I continue to put my favorite outlet on the back burner. When I see other blogs thriving I feel a bit envious which isn’t of my character. I have faith that this year long break will soon subside.
Life is still happening for me and sometimes at a snail’s pace. I want to share the slime yet by time I find the words, the slime has hardened. No longer relevant to my current status. I suppose my blog doesn’t have to be up to date but I prefer it that way.
I did not intend to write a whiny post. Please forgive the annoying-ness that concludes my encouraging post. Lol. A walking contradiction I am.
Oh, yeah … it’s been snowing/sleeting in Louisiana for five days now. If that isn’t proof the world is coming to an end, I don’t know what is. I just hope before it does, I feel the sunshine on my face, my bare feet on the grass, and a hug from my daughter, would be nice.